You sit on the bed in my mega man t-shirt and nothing else
Trying out some new toe nail colors
Hair pulled up
Loc beads clinging quietly
I'm so amazed by your focus
Sexy
Simply
The little things you do
Keep me addicted to you
So cute
When you wear my clothes
I stole
Your heart you tell me
But all I can see is the throne you sit on as you paint your toe nails
Bright pink
I think
You're the best thing to ever happen to me
My Queen
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
On Our Black Love
Thursday, July 31, 2014
Still, He Wrote
Just a little short story/poem...loving the feedback im getting from my Instagram recently, it has REALLY inspired me to keep writing new and interesting stuff. Just as a reminder on most devices the audio track will come in as a download. im still trying to get to a point where they are playable from my page. any help with that let me know lol. So check it out. no words to read #justlisten #thankyouforlistening #showlove
Friday, July 25, 2014
The Problem With Having Girls
I never understood a grown man
Afraid to have a daughter
So you telling me
After the life you've lived
All the bad things
All the heart strings
You've pulled
All the faith in love
You've consumed
Into the bottomless pit of your conquering ego
Now you wanna believe in karma?
Cmon man here we go
A generation of degenerates who sincerely believe
their sins against the fairer sex
will be enacted on their kin
Too soul less and hollow to admit the
Treason they commit
Feeling the heartburn of guilt as their ruby red footprints trace
Running from your miserable past as the demons they chase
Haunt them enough to manifest in their seeds
Then when those two x chromosomes join
Creating a woman from their bad dreams
So is that your excuse?
Please I'd love to know the reason you choose to leave her
Like a dropped phone in the snow
Praying
Hoping
Wishing with care
That the world's problems melt away and your daughter will still be there
Matter of fact let me make you see
Matter of factly
She formed these tendencies
Without the presence of a father
Or the man
You were supposed to be...
Or let me put it to you like this
Does the daughter scare you?
Or the random chick you fuckin with?
You know
The one responsible for those ear rings on ya sink
The one said she on the pill
And you dumping in her sperm bank
The one you call after ya homies split
So she can come thru in them lace and you can dip in and out that pocket like you micheal Vick
The one told you her dad never was around from the go
The one who said until she was 6 her family thought she was slow
Does she scare you?
Make you only want boys
Cuz you know
If she wasn't around you wouldn't need her to give ya namesake that Bruce Leroy glow
This flow
Not meant to take sides in this race
But as people we gotta do better get these republicans off our case
Raise ya game
Scared to have a THOT daughter with that THOT whore
Chick got a 720 as her THOT credit score
Raising your girl doing THOT squats
THOT dumbell curls
Sending her to school in THOT tidai swirls
Shit scary enough to keep you up at night
I understand, man
But the solution is in sight
I could never tell a man to calm the conquest down
But consider finding a woman of substance
Worthy of a crown
Someone who if you had a girl you know would raise her
With intelligence
I mean
Be real
If the idea of a little girl scares you so much
Get a good woman to be mom
And she'll contribute a classy touch
Afraid to have a daughter
So you telling me
After the life you've lived
All the bad things
All the heart strings
You've pulled
All the faith in love
You've consumed
Into the bottomless pit of your conquering ego
Now you wanna believe in karma?
Cmon man here we go
A generation of degenerates who sincerely believe
their sins against the fairer sex
will be enacted on their kin
Too soul less and hollow to admit the
Treason they commit
Feeling the heartburn of guilt as their ruby red footprints trace
Running from your miserable past as the demons they chase
Haunt them enough to manifest in their seeds
Then when those two x chromosomes join
Creating a woman from their bad dreams
So is that your excuse?
Please I'd love to know the reason you choose to leave her
Like a dropped phone in the snow
Praying
Hoping
Wishing with care
That the world's problems melt away and your daughter will still be there
Matter of fact let me make you see
Matter of factly
She formed these tendencies
Without the presence of a father
Or the man
You were supposed to be...
Or let me put it to you like this
Does the daughter scare you?
Or the random chick you fuckin with?
You know
The one responsible for those ear rings on ya sink
The one said she on the pill
And you dumping in her sperm bank
The one you call after ya homies split
So she can come thru in them lace and you can dip in and out that pocket like you micheal Vick
The one told you her dad never was around from the go
The one who said until she was 6 her family thought she was slow
Does she scare you?
Make you only want boys
Cuz you know
If she wasn't around you wouldn't need her to give ya namesake that Bruce Leroy glow
This flow
Not meant to take sides in this race
But as people we gotta do better get these republicans off our case
Raise ya game
Scared to have a THOT daughter with that THOT whore
Chick got a 720 as her THOT credit score
Raising your girl doing THOT squats
THOT dumbell curls
Sending her to school in THOT tidai swirls
Shit scary enough to keep you up at night
I understand, man
But the solution is in sight
I could never tell a man to calm the conquest down
But consider finding a woman of substance
Worthy of a crown
Someone who if you had a girl you know would raise her
With intelligence
I mean
Be real
If the idea of a little girl scares you so much
Get a good woman to be mom
And she'll contribute a classy touch
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Editor's Note (AUDIO BLOGGING!!!!)
So Ive been working a lot lately on my craft and i decided to clean out my phone of old pieces that were never posted here. So the influx of work this month is the bi product of that. i appreciate yall understanding. More importantly, and after a nice bit of research and trial and error, i FINALLY figured out how to embed audio tracks to the pieces on here. I will not remove the text unless feedback says its unnecessary, but i dont see that happening. i kind of like the thought of yall going on the ride with me. so read along if you like or just sit back and listen. the audio tracks arent perfect; a few hiccups here and there and after the euphoria of me just getting them on here wears off im sure ill go back and re-record. but for now ill be adding audio to my favorites first and ill get to the older ones and whatnot sooner than later. i am blessed to be so inspired lately to expand my craft and the representation of it with this blog. and i appreciate all that have been with me thus far or those who are just discovering me. im still a long ways to go with this but i am passionate about it so bear with me. full time work part time school take alot of time, not to mention the home life with the lady. (whos the shit for supporting me and providing ideas, btw)... but otherwise nothing has changed here. i still love feedback and i am following more artists on instagram so hopefully that will help keep me inspired. it would also be dope if a few of them will agree to let me feature them on here. (fingers crossed)...lastly, i Tinkered with a few haikus today. Nothing crazy just expanding my horizons. They are posted on my instagram. while there shoot me a follow. @themarshallLP
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thank you for reading
Blurred Lines
I know you want it
You know I want it
Damn
Situations
Got us both feening
Damn
Relations
We both maintain with great people
But Fuck they greatness
Fuck they stations
Fuck they motives
Fuck they straightness
I'm tryna bend that back
To the tune of my dick
Smack
That ass
Crack that whip
Inevitability ain't the word
We both see the signs
Let's stop fighting
Accept these blurred lines
I know you want it...
You know I want it
Damn
Situations
Got us both feening
Damn
Relations
We both maintain with great people
But Fuck they greatness
Fuck they stations
Fuck they motives
Fuck they straightness
I'm tryna bend that back
To the tune of my dick
Smack
That ass
Crack that whip
Inevitability ain't the word
We both see the signs
Let's stop fighting
Accept these blurred lines
I know you want it...
Flowers Aren't For Everyone
Flowers Aren't For Everyone
Yall twenty something women
Who tear something away
Every time you break down
A twenty something dude
Who proved to be a fool
Oops
He thought he'd wife you
Oops
You thought that was the thing to do
Till shit got real and you proved
You bout as ready as chicken breast
20 minutes cooked
Perception is everything
On that block you been around
Had that man thinking
Despite all that
You'd hold him down
He knows he not perfect
So he maked excuses
While you on the block
Letting hotboys taste your juices
He just wanted to give you something
Of substance
Show you a man could be constant
Reliable true
A few nicks here and there
But still a good dude
But in the true fashion of a basic woman
You wanted more
After he gave you some
Now he tells us
Flowers Aren't For Everyone
Yall twenty something women
Who tear something away
Every time you break down
A twenty something dude
Who proved to be a fool
Oops
He thought he'd wife you
Oops
You thought that was the thing to do
Till shit got real and you proved
You bout as ready as chicken breast
20 minutes cooked
Perception is everything
On that block you been around
Had that man thinking
Despite all that
You'd hold him down
He knows he not perfect
So he maked excuses
While you on the block
Letting hotboys taste your juices
He just wanted to give you something
Of substance
Show you a man could be constant
Reliable true
A few nicks here and there
But still a good dude
But in the true fashion of a basic woman
You wanted more
After he gave you some
Now he tells us
Flowers Aren't For Everyone
Spirit Bomb
Young him
Younger her
Dashing
Photogenic
Popular
Good rhetoric
His spell on her
Passionate
Rediculous
He graduate
Says he wait
Make a mountain of happiness
So they can escape
She promise mom she'd finish school
But he in the army
So after high school she gone just like that
Smooth
Stationed in paradise
He showers her with ambrosia
Fruits of the gods
Everything she need
Teach her to drive
He give her free
Doom and gloom she persists through
While he in the field doing his duty
He come home
Smiling
she tells him
Our two will be three
As she rubs her belly
Elevated ethereal feelings
Endorphins flowing from them they poured
That's when she said
Our three will be four
16 months after he felt like his blessings
Were done
Along with a daughter she gave him
A son
Spirit bomb
His daughter
Daddys girl
Follow him everywhere
She drink from his cups
His son
The namesake
He scrape his knee
Told to stand up
Strong
Hold ya head up
Never wrong
Be proud
No other bond could compensate
To the one who shared his name
In the boys eyes he knew held his ultimate vice
Then
Then the sun set in paradise
His tenure fulfilled he earned his way home
Family in tow
Along with his service
It seemed
their happiness was gone
Spirit bomb
Ragged wenches she curses out
His infidelity
Her misunderstanding
His arrogance
Her shaking the past in his face like a wet rag
His repeated attempts at repentance resembling perpetual resentment toward what was his right hand
Now it's bland
Back to back in the bed
Back to back missed movie nights
He struggling
She strangling tugging wrangling
He weeping shamefully wishing he could take it all back
She love him
But not like she used to
Files for divorce papers on baby girls first day of school
Now he reeling restless revealing how he can't be without his kids
Through the sting of fire tears
His pleas she listens
He speaks she bears witness
But all she can hear is what he told to his mistress
As he laid with her
Rubbed her back and whispered to her
Like he does with me
She thinks
All she can hear is the crack in her heart as it falls out of place
So close to the sun
wings of wax
Felled from grace
As the saying goes
she heard what she hear
He shamefully accepts
The fruits of his labor
What he'd done....
Because at this point
her heart
Deserted
Cold
Numb
Spirit bomb
Younger her
Dashing
Photogenic
Popular
Good rhetoric
His spell on her
Passionate
Rediculous
He graduate
Says he wait
Make a mountain of happiness
So they can escape
She promise mom she'd finish school
But he in the army
So after high school she gone just like that
Smooth
Stationed in paradise
He showers her with ambrosia
Fruits of the gods
Everything she need
Teach her to drive
He give her free
Doom and gloom she persists through
While he in the field doing his duty
He come home
Smiling
she tells him
Our two will be three
As she rubs her belly
Elevated ethereal feelings
Endorphins flowing from them they poured
That's when she said
Our three will be four
16 months after he felt like his blessings
Were done
Along with a daughter she gave him
A son
Spirit bomb
His daughter
Daddys girl
Follow him everywhere
She drink from his cups
His son
The namesake
He scrape his knee
Told to stand up
Strong
Hold ya head up
Never wrong
Be proud
No other bond could compensate
To the one who shared his name
In the boys eyes he knew held his ultimate vice
Then
Then the sun set in paradise
His tenure fulfilled he earned his way home
Family in tow
Along with his service
It seemed
their happiness was gone
Spirit bomb
Ragged wenches she curses out
His infidelity
Her misunderstanding
His arrogance
Her shaking the past in his face like a wet rag
His repeated attempts at repentance resembling perpetual resentment toward what was his right hand
Now it's bland
Back to back in the bed
Back to back missed movie nights
He struggling
She strangling tugging wrangling
He weeping shamefully wishing he could take it all back
She love him
But not like she used to
Files for divorce papers on baby girls first day of school
Now he reeling restless revealing how he can't be without his kids
Through the sting of fire tears
His pleas she listens
He speaks she bears witness
But all she can hear is what he told to his mistress
As he laid with her
Rubbed her back and whispered to her
Like he does with me
She thinks
All she can hear is the crack in her heart as it falls out of place
So close to the sun
wings of wax
Felled from grace
As the saying goes
she heard what she hear
He shamefully accepts
The fruits of his labor
What he'd done....
Because at this point
her heart
Deserted
Cold
Numb
Spirit bomb
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